The door of King Qing's mansion was gently pushed and opened. Xiao Qian invited Yan Shiyi to go first, and then closed the door and latched. Duan Yan poked out his fluffy little head from a window, saw Xiao Qian and Yan Shiyi, giggled and called "Lord Qing", and then retracted his head and went to sleep.

"It's good to be young!"

Xiao Qian sighed.

"Are you old?"

Yan Shiyi frowned. Duan Yan is only a ten-year-old child, Xiao Qian envies the youth of a ten-year-old child!

Xiao Qian smiled. He sighed at King Qing's young body, which made him tireless all day long, especially now that he was full of fighting spirit. Unlike before, he was tired of the business war and just wanted to retreat to the countryside.

Walking through the courtyard and entering the porch, Xiao Qian bent down to open the door, Yan Shiyi leaned on the fence to look at the moon above the patio, the moon with a missing corner was like a cake stuck in a pot, oily and yellow. I don't know what happened to my mother? The image of her mother flashed in her mind, and she was stunned, it was Yan's face......

"Please come in."

Xiao Qian entered the room first and lit the oil lamp. Waiting for Yan Shiyi to come in, he closed the door and locked it tightly, pulled up the bed tent, and took out the small rattan box from behind the bed board.

The oil lamp glowed orange in the hood, and the pattern of the gauze tent was reflected on the wall by the window, like the edges and corners of a monster.

"Come on in."

Xiao Qian stood beside the bed, opening the spun tent with one hand and pressing the small rattan box with the other, for fear that he would be the only one who would go in when he opened it.

Yan Shiyi sank and walked into the tent generously.

The tent fell, and the light dimmed. The person in front of me became blurry, but the smell was so strong. But she didn't avoid it, and she was next to him, looking at the small rattan box that seemed to glow slightly.

"Don't be nervous."

Xiao Qian held Yan Shiyi's hand.

"It's not the first time."

Yan Shiyi's hand stiffened, and he regretted it after speaking. If people listen to this, what do they think she and Xiao Qian are...... It's a confusing situation.

"Hurry up and open it."

Her voice was not too unnatural, but fortunately, Xiao Qian didn't pay attention, staring at the small rattan box.

"Let's go!"

As he spoke, the small rattan box opened, and their eyes only blinked, and they were already in the space.

This time with a goal, the two of them waved their arms side by side. Time passed imperceptibly, and seeing the herbs piled up higher and higher behind him, Yan Shiyi hurriedly called Xiao Qian.

I just thought about collecting medicines, but I didn't think about how to take out the herbs. Yan Shiyi was a little anxious,

"Don't worry."

Xiao Qian said and began to undress.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Shiyi was angry and angry, and turned his back. When is it, Xiao Qian still has the heart to joke with her.

"Look at you, what do you think?"

Xiao Qian laughed so much that his mouth was almost grinning to the side of his cheeks. The female doctor also has the shy side of the younger daughter.

"Do you think I want to be here with you? No way! ”

He tilted his head to look at Yan Shiyi's back, and couldn't stop laughing.

Yan Shiyi turned around and saw Xiao Qian's wanton smile, his face was so embarrassed that his face seemed to be smeared with red oil, his lips were wiped by big chili peppers, he opened his mouth and sighed, and finally spit out a sentence:

"What, what! It is necrotic, and it makes people think crookedly. ”

She looked down and didn't look at Xiao Qian, and when she saw the robe spread on the ground, she already understood Xiao Qian's intentions. She also unbuttoned her robe, tied up the herbs, saddled them on her back, and stood where she had just entered, waiting to leave.

"Come to me. In the future, you only need to guide you on how to collect medicine, and I will do the physical work. ”

Yan Shiyi's back was light, and Xiao Qian had already taken the herbs on her back in his hand as he spoke.